Nilknarf Journal

01:46 Sometimes... when I get especially self-righteous... I get really sick of me. I've been that way for the last week or so. Then humility crashes down around my ears. I get a sick grin on my face and say, "Thanx. I needed that."

And then I straighten my ass out. Or try to, anyway.

I forgot to change the date on the heading of yesterday's entry. But that's what everyone wants, isn't it? Two Fridays in a row? Karen and I watched get Shorty last night and then went to bed. It was raining too hard to go out in the hot tub. She went right to sleep, but not me! I tossed/turned for an hour and got back on the net. I had forgotten that they are doing some maintenance... going to fiberoptic cables, and some other stuff... so I can't get on-line right now. And I can't sleep. Well, maybe I'll try again. I can't think of anything fun to write about. That doesn't usually stop me, but tonight it does. Later...

08:04 Up earlier than I had planned; Andy called, he wants to go fishing, so I'll call Betsy and see what's possible.

Willa finally shamed me into doing again what I used to do... put links to multiple entries on the front page. I had been planning on doing this when I changed formats, but never quite go around to it.... thanx, Willa, I needed that!

OK, off to harass them bass! I just remembered... tomorrow will be my one-year anniversary for this journal. This site will be one-and-a-half years old... Time is fun when you're havin' flies!

13:56 Andy and I had a good time (natch) with us both catching two bass. Mine were the biggest... beautiful day, but rather windy once we got out there. Once again, I forgot to take the anchor, since there was no wind in evidence when we left home. Really really dumb. I forgot to take my back supporter, too. I should really just keep that stuff in the truck somewhere. It's a small truck, though. Not much cab room. But I could take out the ice scrapers and the four-and-a-half-pairs of gloves...

Andy had to get back by 12:30 for a function with his fiancees family, so we only fished for a couple of hours. Not nearly long enough for my fishing fix....

When I got home, Karen was making deviled eggs. I love deviled eggs. Not as good as chocolate, perhaps, but really good anyway. Then we sat down to watch Leaving Las Vegas but didn't get very far... Lacee and Packy were dropped off, I'm not really sure why. We all walked down to Crestview park and they played on the gym equipment there for about fifteen minutes and they decided to go to another part of the park and I decided to come home while Karen went with them. So there are a few minutes of peace for me to write in...

Everyone will be over about 16:00 for our annual Spring Celebration during which ham and deviled eggs and various other goodies will be consumed; I'm sure Karens' kids will bring over an assortment of intoxicating beverages, since they don't know how to party without them.

I'm finally feeling pretty decent today, first day in the last five. Takes a while for this old body to get over that 24-hour shit... like five days. But then, I'm five times older than I was 40 years ago. Well, OK, not quite, but close enough.

16:08 Hiding... but I did get the April calender done, so I accomplished something.

I am fixating on sweets lately. Kim brought me a Mint Dream earlier, and when she went back to the store I told her jokingly to get me another one. Much to my surprise, she did! And you know... I ate it. And I don't feel guilty at all! Of course, if I felt guilty about eating candy, I would have a miserable life... so I don't.

30 March 1997